Spider-Man Dreams, Pt 1
I used to catalogue all my dreams and post them on here, but lately my dreams aren’t coherent enough to write down. But they were on the old version of the site anyway, so no one read them anymore.
So in an effort to be green by recycling content, I would like to present to you the first in an ongoing series dreams that involve Spider-Man. I call this segment, Spider-Man Dreams.
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June 30, 2002
I was Spider-Man, and my enemy was Captain America. He thought I was evil, though I wasn’t. There was one scene outside, on the side of a building. I could see Captain America in the distance blowing something up. Then, the two of us were at a family dinner at my Aunt Pat’s house. We both knew each other’s secret identity. When I needed some salt, instead of asking him to pass it, I was considering slinging a web, just to get on his nerves, but decided against it.
December 6, 2002
An African-American woman came up to me on the street and asked for my opinion on black films this year. I said to her that I hadn’t really watched any of the Friday movies, and I didn’t know of any others. She told me that the other three were satires of Spider-Man.
March 14, 2003
President George W. Bush was scheduled to speak at a gymnasium and I was going to see him. The place was packed but somehow I got a front row seat. When he first walked in there was a big spectacle made for him. He started his speech by saying that since it was the only thing he had to wear, he was going to put on a Spider-Man costume. So he started talking and walking around with his headset microphone and his Spider-Man costume. For some reason I was completely in awe of everything he did. When he walked close to me, he saw how I was staring at him and came over to shake my hand. By the end of his speech he was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans.
Stumble it!
January 3rd, 2008 at 9:20 pm
I never had a dream about Spiderman, but once my brother Ed had a dream that had Scrooge McDuck hitting a giant tentacle with a cane.